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blizzard’s too bad now for anyone to go out in it. And even if you did have your phone, there’s no reception way up here.”
    She released an exasperated breath. “Fine. Then take me to town.”
    “Didn’t you hear me? It’s too bad out there. I got no way of getting you to town. The blizzard will have snowed in the pass out of the mountains. Could be days, even weeks, before it's clear enough to travel down it.”
    Frustration shadowed her eyes and she lowered her head as if in defeat. He found himself actually feeling sorry for her. Then, as if she’d made some kind of decision, she squared her shoulders, lifted her head and looked over at him.
    “What’s your name?” she asked, her voice now strong and steady. He sensed that she had no intention on being anyone’s victim. She had no idea what he wanted from her, but whatever it was he could see in her eyes she’d fight him or anyone else tooth and nail before she’d willingly give it up.
    “Everett McKinnon. And you are?”
    “Jane Evans.”
    “You're not too familiar with these parts, are you?”
    “How do you know that?”
    “Anybody who was wouldn't have been up in the mountains with a blizzard coming on.”
    “I didn't know it was going to turn into a blizzard.”
    He crossed his arms over his chest. “What were you doing up here anyway?”
    She was staring at him and he realized that, big and muscular as he was, crossing his arms only made them look bigger.
    She visibly swallowed. “I'm a photographer.” Then her eyes widened. “Oh, no, my bag. My camera’s in it along with all my equipment. Are you sure those men didn’t bring it with them when they found me?”
    “They didn’t mention it but I’ll ask ‘em.”
    She sighed and rubbed her forehead. Her other hand still clutched the bed covers around her naked breasts.
    “Are you alright?” he asked. “You hit your head when your car crashed.”
    She gingerly touched the bruise on the side of her head. “Yes, I’m fine. I just want to go home.” She said the last so softly, if it hadn’t been for the fact he had excellent hearing, he wouldn’t have heard her.
    She looked over at him, her eyes now pleading. “Are you absolutely sure there's no way I can get back to town? Don't you have some kind of vehicle that can make it down that pass?”
    “No, I don’t.” He wouldn't be surprised if she didn't believe him. But he had no reason to lie. He wanted her away from here as much as she wanted to get away.
    “How long do you think I'll be trapped here?”
    He lifted an eyebrow. “Trapped?”
    “Stuck then.”
    He shrugged. “A week. Maybe more. Depends on the storm and how much snow falls.”
    “I have a life I need to get back to. Now.”
    “There’s not much I can do about that.”
    She must have heard the annoyed edge in his voice because a frown creased her forehead. “You don't want me here.”
    “No, I don't,” he said flatly.
    Her full lips firmed. “Then we’re in agreement, Mr. McKinnon, because I don't want to be here either.”
    A smile hovered around his mouth but he quickly crushed it. He had to remember. She was trouble and she was danger.
    “Once you've got your clothes on, I'll take you to your room.”
    “My room?” She glanced around her. “But I thought—”
    “This is my room,” he said gruffly. “I have no idea why those two put you in here. There are guestrooms at the end of the hall. You can sleep in one of those. And you don't have to worry none. I told them not to bother you. There’s a lock on the door if that'll make you feel safer.”
    “I wasn't worried about that.”
    She was lying. She’d be a fool not to worry. Avery would do as Everett had ordered and keep away from her. Maybe. It had been a long time since any of them had been with a woman. As for Caleb, Everett had seen the lustful look in his eyes. Ever since he'd grown into his oats, he'd defied Everett one way or another. He did it when he was human and most especially